After A While...
After a while, you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul.
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning and company doesn't mean security.
And you learn that kisses aren't contracts and presents aren't promises.
And you learn to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes open, with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child.
After a while, you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So plant your own garden and decorate your own soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure, that you really are strong, and that you really do have worth.
And you learn, and you learn. With every goodbye, you learn...
-chicken soup for the soul
